Nightmare Attack

Fatty's perspective was completely different from everyone else's. The moment he stepped on the paper bridge, everything in front of Fatty's eyes changed. First it was dark, then there was a coldness. The sound of the big river came to his ears. In Fatty's ears, everything changed. An extremely wide and extremely long bridge appeared in front of me. The bridge was arched and the steps went up all the way, with almost no end in sight.

This bridge has obviously existed for a long time. The stone steps are covered with cracks and patches of moss. The steps are very wide and full of history, but they also look very depressing.

The bridge was shrouded in a puff of smoke-like fog, the visibility was less than 5 meters, and there were shadowy figures in the fog, not knowing what was hidden.

At the same time, the color of the lantern he was holding also changed, from the normal orange to the current gloomy green. Holding such a lantern, Fatty felt very immersive. Now he even began to wonder if he was dead. , as long as you walk across this bridge, you will be reincarnated.

The fat man groped towards the bridge, his soles stepping on the cold stone steps, which almost froze him to death. But what was more terrifying was not these, but what was behind him.

"clatter."

"clatter."

"clatter."

…

There was also a sound of footsteps behind him. If the fat man took a step, the footsteps behind him would follow suit, but he did not dare to look back because he knew that it was Gao Yanqing who was following him closely, and the purpose of his trip was to bring Gao Yanqing to his side. The wronged soul was sent to the underworld.

In order to divert his attention, the fat man looked around curiously. Except for the foggy bridge, there seemed to be nothing in this world. There was no light, and there was no moon or starlight in the ghostly night sky. The fat man only had what he had in his hands at the moment. The paper lantern was emitting a faint light.

And this burst of light seemed to be able to dispel the fog slightly. Step by step, the fat man remained very vigilant. From the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed a pair of legs standing by the bridge not far away.

"I'm selling umbrellas——"

"I'm selling umbrellas——"

The fat man suddenly shivered. This was the first time he heard human voices in this world, but these voices were surprisingly cold. Listen carefully, and you will see that the size and line of the voices are exactly the same every time, as if This is not a person, but a cold machine.

As the fog gradually dispersed, a woman appeared in front of the fat man. The woman was dressed in red, her whole body was wet, and her long wet hair hung down, covering most of her face.

If encountering such a situation in reality, Fatty would turn around and run away, but that was not possible now. He would remember the advice of Tang Qisheng and others when he came. He would be dead when he came to this world, so he must not expose his identity.

Another point is that the woman seemed to be right next to the bridge, but the fat man felt that he couldn't get around her at all, so he had no choice but to get closer.

The woman was still shouting, one after another. Next to the woman was a deep bamboo basket. Only when the fat man got closer did he notice that there were many umbrellas inside.

It's the kind of very old oil-paper umbrella that Fatty has only seen in old movies.

"The bridge is damp and humid. Buy an umbrella to protect yourself." The woman said in an unchanging robotic voice.

The fat man suppressed the fear in his heart and tried his best to look confident. He first praised the woman's skill. These oil-paper umbrellas were exquisitely made and beautiful. Secondly, he expressed euphemistically that although he liked it, he had no money, so... he had to do it next time. Let’s talk about it later.

"You can take a handful if you like." The woman said again, her voice gradually becoming impatient.

Now the fat man finally understood that he couldn't do it without taking it, so he took out an umbrella with a heart. The umbrella was very heavy and he didn't know what material it was made of. Moreover, the surface of the umbrella was black and he used his hand. Upon touching it, there is a slimy texture, as if it has been coated with a thick layer of grease.

After thanking the woman, the fat man hurriedly left, but just after he took a few steps, a woman's voice came from the mist behind him, "I'm selling umbrellas..., I'm selling umbrellas that hurt my heart..., I'm so sorry for my daughter." , It’s a waste of money for scholars, a heart-breaking umbrella, it will attract my soul in the next life~~”

The voice became more and more miserable, and with this disembodied singing, the fat man was shocked to realize that the umbrella in his hand was different. At the same time, light rain began to fall from the sky.

The rain hit him and instantly soaked through his clothes. The rain was so cold that it seemed to be poured directly on his heart. The fat man suddenly felt an indescribable sadness, as if he was the one who was abandoned by someone who had betrayed his heart.

He gradually slowed down his pace, and several times he had the idea of ​​jumping off the bridge and drowning himself in the river, but he was suppressed. He wanted to open his umbrella to protect himself from the rain, but there was obviously something wrong with the rain.

But when he lifted the umbrella again, the scene in front of him was so frightening that he almost stopped his heart. The black grease on the umbrella was gradually washed away by the rain, revealing the real umbrella surface.

The color and feel are clearly that of human skin!

This is a human skin umbrella!

But it's far more than that. The umbrella is tied with long women's hair, tied to it like a button, and tied with a knot, but now there are several fingers squeezed out from under the closed umbrella, and above the fingers It was covered with scars left by the chop with the kitchen knife, which looked shocking, and the thick knuckles on the fingers were obviously those of a man.

Negative umbrella...

Combined with the few lines of drama sung by the woman, the fat man suddenly had a bold guess in his heart, that is, the woman was abandoned by the scholar, and then threw herself into the river in anger. After turning into a ghost, she found this heartless man. Not only did she use They killed the man in the most cruel way, carefully sorted his body, skinned and dismantled the bones, and made the man he once loved into an umbrella, a heart-breaking umbrella, and then took it to the bridge to sell it.

It's terrible for a woman to be ruthless. You can't offend a woman by offending anyone!

The fat man held the umbrella tightly to prevent the guilty soul hiding in it from crawling out. At the same time, he speeded up and rushed towards the bridge. In his understanding, as long as he was fast enough, the guilty soul inside could be completely trapped. Complete the mission before climbing out.

But unfortunately, soon, the scene in front of him completely disrupted his fantasy. Another obstacle appeared in front of him. This time it was a lame child. The child was about 5 or 6 years old. He looked good, he was a boy, but the smile on his face gave people an extremely fake feeling, as if he had torn off a fake face and pasted it on his own.

"It's raining, I'm so cold, big brother, can you take me home, hehehe." The boy looked at the fat man with his big innocent eyes, and grabbed the fat man's skirt with his hands, but the cunning in his eyes betrayed him. Got him.

"Don't be afraid, kid. Uncle will lend you the umbrella when it rains." The fat man stroked the child's head, and then eagerly thrust the negative umbrella into the boy's hands.

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